Tuesday, December 5, 2017

WHO HAS THE SALT?

December 5, 2017

Well, it had to happen sooner or later.  It is a wonder we went this long without doing it.  You see, we are traveling with salt substitute – our doctors having told us to limit our intake of NaCl.  Food has enough in it naturally, we were told, without adding more, so Bonnie found a salt substitute and put some in a small container which we carried with us from 233. 

This morning, back in our room, after breakfast, she asked me, “Do you have the salt?”  No, I told her, but I thought about picking it up from the table – did you pick it up?  She did not.  So we decided when we went up to the Lido for lunch we would ask if anyone found it and if they kept it for us.  It might have been thrown away, we thought, and with only a couple of more days, we could survive.  But there it was!  Waiting for us on the table where we ate breakfast.  One of the waiters had found it, saved it, and put it out for us.  Good job!  And many thanks!

I did my “Space: The Final Frontier” talk today about the early days of America’s manned space program (with a few Russian touches thrown in – after all, they put up the first satellite, put the first living creature into space, put the first human being into space, put the first woman into space, and on and on).  After introducing the Mercury 7, I tell the story about the Mercury 13.  “The Mercury 13?” you say.  Yup.  Thirteen woman who wanted to become astronauts, but the social morays of the 60s and the attitude of NASA kept them out of space.  It was not until 1983 that Sally Ride became the first woman to fly into outer space, 21 years after Valentina Vladimirovna Tereskova went up in a Vostock capsule.

I always enjoy the comments after this talk (I enjoy the comments after all of my talks) because I’ve never done it that there wasn’t at least one former NASA engineer in the audience, and I get some insight into the early days of our space program.  Two engineers today, and a documentary maker who did the story of the Mercury 13 for PBS (she met and interviewed all of the women).

Well, tomorrow is “Flight 19 and the Legend of the Bermuda Triangle.”  I’ve never met anyone who was a victim of the Bermuda Triangle, but after one talk two people told me they had seen a UFO.  I asked them if they had pictures, and they allowed as how they’d left their camera in the car.  Oh well.

As I suggested last night, this will be the final blog for this cruise.  I know there is one more day at sea and then the private island, but posting this one will use up almost all of the megabytes I have left.  I will have enough to check email and respond, so keep those cards and letters coming in.

And so it is Bon Bon’s turn.

TTFN

Well, here goes my last blog for the trip. Tomorrow and Thursday I will write my tales in my book and we can post them when we get home.

Just a note to Kyle and Cathy, whose blog we haven’t been able to read because of our data supply, how you liking that 30 and 20 degree weather that the Times says Salt Lake City is having.

Well, today started as all my days here on the Veendam. I was awake at 5 and up at 6. He slept on. We did have the alarm set for 7 because of an early talk. We got up, showered, dressed (heard this before haven’t you) and headed to breakfast. They had put out the multi grain cherrioes yesterday and I had decided if they were out today I was having some. They were and I did. They were good. I tried hot chocolate again this morning but it just tastes like dirty water. My beloved asked how I would know what dirty water tasted like. He is so helpful. After consuming our breakfast we headed to the room, he to study and me to collect my kindle and headphones and head outside to walk. The Captain has still not found any smooth water so my walk was a little bumpy but I made it around four times.  It was breezy out but not to cold.

After walking I headed to the theater to get my seat. There was a UNESCO trivia at 10 so I listened to that and learned some stuff. Dad’s talk was good and he stayed around talking for about 20 minutes.

Then, off to lunch. He ate the soup a purred vegetable soup. I had a tuna fish sandwich. It was really good. Then, we headed to the theater to get out seats for the last talk by Dave Russell on the battle for Midway and the end of WWII. It was followed by a show put on by some of the Filipino crew at 3. I have never seen the theater so full. There was standing room only for the crew show. They were good and it was fun to watch.

Then, back to the cabin for a rest before supper. Tonight was formal night so we went to the lido for supper. It was not good. Oh well. They had lobster tails and people were getting 2,3,4 or more. Yuck. I don’t like them. I tried a NY strip steak but it wasn’t good. And why would you put ham chunks in twice baked potatoes. Oh well, the ice cream was good.

The show tonight was the singers and dancers. They did the music from the Beatles up to today. They were very good. It would have been better if the guy sitting beside us didn’t sing all the songs out loud with the singers. Oh well, at least he wasn’t off key.

Well, back in the room. Getting ready for bed and maybe a game of cards.
Love you all. Mom, Granny, Bonnie

Monday, December 4, 2017

THE NO NAME BLOG


December 4, 2017.  A day like all days.  And you were there.

Now how many of you are old enough to remember that introduction?  Walter Cronkite doing his history show, “You Were There.” 

Okay.  No one remembers except maybe Karen and Frank.

Listen, it’s hard coming up with something witty and clever every night for your personal reading enjoyment.  How many more blogs you receive on this trip will depend on how the ship records Internet usage.  There is absolutely no logic to it (whoever said the human race was logical).  Some nights the same time and the same exercises use up 2 megabytes, other nights 20.  I bought 50 more.  There were a couple of times when that would have made one day’s usage, other days, 5. So who knows?

Having said all of that, I really have nothing else to say.  Good talk.  Good supper.  Good show.  Good night.

TTFN

Well, our trip is almost over. Sadness. I have enjoyed the trip very much but I also miss you all and am looking forward to seeing you all. That’s all you all since there is more than one of you.

Well, today was a slow day. The ship is rocking a little less. I woke at 5:30. Turning the clocks back makes my body a little crazy. I played on my phone till he woke up a little after 7. He got a bath and I dressed in my walking clothes and we went to breakfast. The sky was blue this morning. He went back to the room afterwards and I retrieved my kindle and headphones and headed out for a walk. ( I have walked 2.1 miles today.) Not a lot of people out so it was a pretty good walk. There was a large cargo ship out on the starboard side and I watched it as I walked . After walking it was back to the room to shower and dress. I decided to sit out on the deck today because it is warm and humid up by the pool. It was chilly but I had my sweater and blanket. I read my newspapers, The Brit, The Canadian and the NY Times, and then crocheted.

He told me to come back at 12 and we would go to lunch. I worked on the baby afghan but I have run out of yarn, so tomorrow I will work on snowmen. We had Mediterrean tomato soup with meatballs.  Though it was pretty hard to find any meatballs. I had one, that I gave to him, and he had one. It was good. After lunch he went to get ready and I went to the theater. Bingo had just started and I watched. The other David was first and he talked about Pearl Harbor Day. He was a little long and your Dad was on right after him.  By the time we got back to the cabin it was almost 4. So we rested and then, got dressed for supper.  Sat at the same table tonight but there was an additional couple and we had met them before also. Nice time. I had chicken noodle soup and the vegetarian dish tonight. Tomatoes stuffed with rice, topped with cheese and put under the broiler. It was actually one of the best meals I have eaten this cruise. Then, there was sugarless cheesecake for dessert.

The show was good and we had the good front row seats in the balcony.

His talk is at 11 tomorrow so it will be a busy morning. Up a little earlier.

Love you all. Mom, Granny and Bonnie

Sunday, December 3, 2017

O DANNY BOY, THE PIPES, THE PIPES ARE CALLING

December 3, 2017

Tonight is the third time we’ve heard the beautiful musical piece that makes the title for this blog.  The first was by a skilled violinist, the second by a duet who performed it on piano and guitar, and tonight by a concert pianist.  And each time it gets better.  What talented performers we have seen!

The seas were rough today for a second day in a row, so much so that the Captain closed off Deck 6, which is the promenade deck that circles the ship.  There was too much wind and too much ocean spray he said for it to be safe.  Late this afternoon the barricades were taken down as the sea is becoming calmer.  And he predicted smooth seas tomorrow.  Having said that, do not worry about our comfort.  It hasn’t been all that bad – not as smooth as last month – but nothing that made us uncomfortable.  We took smaller steps and held onto the railing as we walked.  But it is the Atlantic Ocean in December.

Tomorrow the guest speakers are back to back.  David Russell is on at 2 p.m. with his talk on Pearl Harbor, and I am doing the last of my pirate talks, “The Pirate Republic,” at 3 p.m.

I am going to have to buy another Internet package to finish the tour.  This thing has been strange.  Some nights I’ve used 2 megabytes and other nights, doing the same thing, it’s been 20.  More a couple of nights.  But the price is the most reasonable of any cruise line we’ve sailed for, so not too many complaints here.

Before I forget to tell you, we have set our clocks back another hour, so tomorrow we will only be 2 hours ahead of you.  Almost back on Eastern Standard Time.  Boy this is the way to travel west!  Or east for that matter (although going the other way we lose an hour several nights, but it’s better than doing it all at once).

They had another Black Friday sale on board today and Granny bought a bunch of t-shirts.  When she went to ring it up, the computer wouldn’t take her charge, saying she was over her credit limit.  Well, that stirred things up a bit, but by the time she called me to pay and we went to Guest Relations, all was well.  Computers.  Garbage In.  Garbage Out.  Or as my technical support team says, “The problem is not with the computer.  There is a loose nut between the keyboard and the chair.”

My traveling companion has regained her strength and is wide-awake tonight, ready to blog to you and then ready to lose a card game to me.  So ...

TTFN

I don’t care if it is the computer or not, it is embarrassing to be told you are over your credit limit when you have not used your card once on this cruise. It makes you feel unwanted. Oh well, what can you do.

I slept till about 6 am and then I was awake. He got up a little after 7. Today’s schedule was screwy and so is tomorrow’s schedule.  It makes it hard when the talk is at 1pm. Tomorrow at 3 is a little better. I sat and watched the coffee chat today. They had the guys who are in charge of running the ship plus two cadets that are in training. The third officer is from Scotland and the other four officers where from Holland. They talked about their schooling and their work. It was interesting. Then, the guests got to ask questions. Someone asked who paid for their schooling and 5 of them said, “Mom and Dad”.  The guy from Scotland said there had been a program in England that paid for his because England was trying to get ships to use England as their home port.

We just had a bowl of tomato and zucchini soup for lunch because it was 2 pm before we got there. Supper is at 5:30 so we didn’t want to have much. We went to the other talk at 3 so we didn’t get back to the room till 4. Dave Russell had trouble getting his computer to work so he was a little late getting started. Dad took a nap I did not.

The table we sat with last night had asked us to sit with them again tonight. So we did. They are two nice couples, one from Connecticut and Florida (they are snow birds) and the other from Indianapolis. Very enjoyable evening.

The pianist was really good. I enjoyed his music. He was not the performer that was originally scheduled for tonight. It was supposed to be a juggler and balancing act but they felt the ship was rocking too much so he will be on later. 

Well, that is all for tonight. Love you all. Hope everybody has gotten their postcard. There was one per family. The t-shirts I bought were on sale for $2. A great buy. You will love them. Great stocking stuffers, haha!!

Love, Mom, Granny and Bonnie

Saturday, December 2, 2017

YOU BE TIRED, I’M TIRED

December 2, 2017

“You be tied, I’m tired,” was an expression the Bro and I heard Uncle Ed Callis say on numerous camping trips with Boy Scout Troop 95 of Loch Lynn, Maryland.  It meant when he was ready for bed, we were ready for bed.  And there was no argument.  Tonight my beloved bride is in the bed and making sleeping sounds and it is not yet 9:30.  She’s been early to bed, early to rise for a couple of days now.  I guess too much fresh sea air.  So that leaves the blogging up to me tonight.

Let’s see.  We got up, we ate three times, I did my talk, we saw the show.  Good night, all.

Just kidding.

The seas have been alternating between bumpy, calm, and now, again bumpy today.  I went into the theater before my talk to catch the last of a BBC Earth trivia show.  If you can find the BBC Earth programs, they are fantastic, and well worth the watch (and tonight’s program was a special BBC Earth program with music performed by the ship’s orchestra – we’ve seen it before, on the Koningsdam, and it was excellent again tonight).  Sitting in the audience I was enjoying the smooth voyaging of ms Veendam, and thought to myself, “Self, I won’t be bouncing all over the stage for this talk, like I was yesterday.”  Don’t you know as soon as I got on stage and started to set up, the Captain hit some bouncy water.  Oh well.

The seas settled down during supper (rib eye steaks for each of us) and has picked up again tonight.  We are promised more of the same tomorrow, and should be out of it by Monday.

Speaking of tomorrow, my talk (Captain Kidd) has been moved from 11 a.m. to 1 p.m., and the other speaker’s talk has been moved from 2 p.m. to 3 p.m.  There is nothing in the ship’s paper to indicate why, but we are guessing that tomorrow night’s entertainer, a British concert pianist, will be rehearsing.

Since she is asleep, I will report for her that Bonnie has finished one of her crocheting projects for the cruise – gifts for the pastoral staff at St. Mark UMC – and is halfway through her second project – a baby blanket for one of the Macedonians who is about to be a mother for the second time.

Well, I have consumed 10 Coffee M&Ms and a glass of ginger ale, so I guess I will wrap this up, check email, post these ramblings and join Bonnie making some ZZZZZZs.

TTFN

Friday, December 1, 2017

KATIA AND ZHENYA

December 1, 2017

First of all: HAPPY BIRTHDAY, MAYLEIGH GRACE!!  We hope you had a great day and a super party!

Tonight’s entertainers were dancers from Belarus.  With the way the ship is moving (10 foot seas) and most of us having trouble walking a straight line, they did ball room dancing all over the stage, and not a slow piece of music in their repertoire.  I don’t think Katia has a bone in her body, so fluid and seemingly effortless, but I know they started when they were children and have rehearsed endlessly.  We were privileged to see some of those extraordinary kids when we were in Russia.  What talent.  What dedication.

The bad thing about the show was we got there late and every tall person and every fat person on board had filled up all of the seats in front of us.  And when we did find seats with a view between bodies, some klunk came in and set in front of us filling up the hole.  Oh well.  The show was great and we enjoyed it.

Tomorrow the schedule is different than it has been.  The afternoon talk – mine – is at 3 p.m. instead of 2 because of a program from BBC Earth.  We’ve seen several of them and they are quite good.  And it will give me an extra hour to rehearse Henry Morgan.

The seas have been rough today.  Our cabin is in the forward part of the ship and someone described a room in this part as an E-Ticket at the amusement park.  Not enough movement to keep us from napping, and it will rock us to sleep tonight.  The Captain has steered us around a storm, and we appreciate it.

We set the clocks back an hour tonight, so we are now only 3 hours ahead of Georgia time.  And this time next week, we will be back at 233.  It takes so long for an adventure like this to get here, and then it is over before we know it.  It has been a great cruise.

Oh, and our laundry was delivered this morning while we were out to breakfast.  It’s a good thing because I was going to have to do the Russian laundry.  I was down to my last pair of underwear and I was going to have to turn them around and wear them backwards if the clean ones didn’t come in.  Saved at the last moment.  I am not sure what kind of laundry powder they are using because my white socks and Mom’s white unmentionables are now grey.  Oh well.  It was free.

Time to turn the keyboard over to my traveling companion.

TTFN

Today we woke up to a ship that was really rocking. I decided to go ahead and take my bath because I didn’t know if I would be able to walk. But after breakfast I decided to try it. I made it around the deck 3 times before giving up. The one side of the ship was very sunny and windy and rocking, with rainbows appearing in the spray that almost reached up to deck 6. The other side was in the shade and windy and much cooler. But I wobbled and swayed and got around.  After the walk I went up to the theater to wait for Dad’s talk. They had their coffee hour with the cruise director and today they had on the entertainment staff. The one young lady who was new to the ship and head of the culinary demonstrations is from Augusta Ga and lives on Wheeler Road. Small world.  It was pretty bumpy for your Dad’s talk but he did okay. They had put a stool on the stage and he stayed kind of close to it. I guess they thought he might sit down. That would have been funny because he would have definitely fell off of it.

After his talk we headed to the Lido for lunch. No soup so I ate part of a sandwich. It was okay. We sat beside the couple whose act is called “It’s 5 o’clock somewhere”. They sing and play a lot of instruments. They are good we have seen them before and they are going to do a second show later on. They said the had been at sea 300 days this year. Wow. They are saving to buy a house. He is from Ireland and she is from Denmark. Nice people.

After lunch back to the theater for the other David’s talk. I was not feeling the best and should have gone to the cabin but I stayed for the talk. After the talk I wobbled, almost fell down the steps as we headed to the cabin. I made it inside the door, pulled back the covers got into bed and went to sleep almost immediately.  Woke about 4 or so when your Dad got up but rolled over and went right back to sleep till he woke me to dress for supper, at 6.

Felt some better. We were eating with the other speaker and his wife. They are a nice couple from England.  We had a good dinner. The show was great except for having to try and look around large and very tall people.

Well, we are back in the cabin and not long out of bed. The captain has promised smoother seas tomorrow. We will see how that goes. The rolling and yawing has been pretty bad. Very difficult to walk up and down the steps. I just hang onto a rail and hope he doesn’t pitch me forward as I go down the steps.

Love you all. Mom, Granny and Bonnie